Having no choice but to walk and talk, "So, how about you and Windsor Myres?"
"We broke up," Camden River replied truthfully.
His voice was too calm, and Mia Ginger couldn't hear the slightest trace of emotion in it. Lost in thought, she bit her lip and tentatively asked, "Is this how it's going to be from now on?"
"Hmm..." Before Camden River could finish his sentence, his gaze fell somewhere, and he pressed his lips together.
Mia Ginger was waiting for his answer when she suddenly heard the sound of car doors opening and closing in succession not far away. Quickly, a group of journalists emerged from nowhere, cameras slung and microphones raised, enclosing the two in the center.
"Are you Mia Ginger?"
"What exactly happened with the kidnapping case last night?"
"Was your sister Zuri Ginger behind it?"
"What do you think of the comments online?"
"Do you know about your mom going on the program on Thursday?"
"Did Zuri Ginger pay someone to kidnap you?"
"Miss Ginger?"
